Summer 2006 will forever be known as the Summer We Traveled. 2007 is going down as the Summer It Rained. Every.Single.Day. I will leave it at that, or I will start whining. Here we are, in bullet form:

More swim meets for Payne. He qualified to participate in the City Meet in 4 different events, but cannot participate due to his Tennessee trip to the grandparents.

All-Stars for Payne - it was a disappointing run - 2 games and out. But fun to play with 3 of his good friends who were all on separate teams during the season.

But that left time for a quick weekend in San Antonio to check out Sea World. One of the things you can do when, yet again, it rains and Jon cannot harvest.

Payne went to baseball camp at A&M with his buddy Collin.

Jackson is officially the Assistant Grain Harvest Project Manager. Duties include riding in the grain buggy, telling the guys where to dump the grain, how to dump the grain, and when to dump the grain. He would rather be at the field than anywhere else.

Anxiously awaiting, as are many, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I still have to finish the sixth book - I didn't want to read it when it came out and then have to agonize for months about how it all ends. I am engrossed in it now.

Wow! Almost a month of summer has swooshed by with nary a post. What in the world has kept me from posting?

In a nutshell: rain. Monsoon amounts of rain. A tropical storm could have been sitting on top of us for the past month, and I don't think it would have rained as much as it has rained here. So, did we lose electricity? Power outages? Internet access out?

No.

Just figured no one wanted to hear me whine - and I do mean whine - about the rain. And how it was keeping us out of the fields and how we really should be cutting grain and Jon should be working from pre-dawn to late in the night and how Payne should be firmly ensconced on a tractor seat cutting stalks and how much more it has rained and how the dark clouds followed us even to San Antonio and rained on us there and how I decided Jon is simply a rain magnet and how the grain was probably sprouting in the head or even falling down completely and how the cotton must be drowning and you know how mosquitoes follow the rain.......